OhMercyMe
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- Dragon Age - All Media Types (21)
- The Avengers (2012) (19)
- Marvel (Movies) (19)
- Thor (Movies) (14)
- Iron Man (Movies) (4)
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Its a Crush; Its a Lust; Its Nothing Much by OhMercyMe
Skyfall (2012), James Bond (Craig movies)
19 May 2013
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"Yes?" Q was running those damn fingers along the splay of Bond's ribs, ticklish and pleasant, but he was much more focused on the riot on the boy's skin.
"I always thought you were the height of professionalism," he managed lamely a moment later, reaching out to smudge his thumb across a band just under the bulk of Q's shoulder. The ink was faintly raised, and he suddenly wanted his mouth on it. He obliged himself, and Q hummed.
"The two are not mutually exclusive, Bond."
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The third time, he sighed through his nose, and Bond grinned at him.
"I'm home, honey."
"I can see that."
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But now. The helmet was Erik's ugly encumbrance, just as Charles' wheelchair obviously offended and saddened his friend, and their loyalties and politics moved in parallel directions of one another; but there was a chess board yet, and the gracious sweep of a hand that invited Erik to move first.
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She joined them at table after that, scrunching her eyes closed when they prayed; leaving them wide and surprised when they fed. Cosette reviewed her opinion and found the reaction unsurprising, if unpleasing. When they had been girls together food wasn't entirely scarce, less so for Éponine, but nor was it particularly good, and there were hungry nights for the both of them. And never had there been tables. Nor prayers.
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Convalescence and Consequence by OhMercyMe
Thor (Movies), Marvel (Movies), The Avengers (2012)
5 May 2013
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The air pulsed in the almost-visible way of seidr, a shiver passing tangibly over the gathered lot, but bare twitching a strand of hair or the thick cloaks each wore. It smelled actinic and ominous, tensing the spaces between with a sharpness akin to but so different than his own thunder; lacking it's brightening flash, it's inherent grandeur, but replacing it in full with a kind of slithering power, subtle, like muscles shifting under skin. It reminded him more than anything else had of Loki.
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This is the final version of Snuff, revisited by the author to correct unsatisfactory plotholes and generally "fix" the thing (see notes). Snuff is (I hope) a visceral, moody psychodrama of two hired killers fighting their way out of a forgotten war, each in their own desperate circumstances.
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The memory of their last tryst, the anticipation of today’s—he lifted his hips a little, pressing denim into suitcloth until he thought he could feel what he wanted underneath. But Spy’s hands traveled on, down his chilled arms until they rested at the rifle. Sniper opened his eyes. The red sleeves looked dull against the snow, like clotted blood. One leather finger insinuated itself over Sniper’s, squeezing the trigger cozily, and suddenly Sniper was afraid.
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
10 May 2013
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You don't make friends in the business of dreamshare, and you don’t fall in love.
Eames knows that all they do together outside of work, if you were to ask Arthur, is fuck each other and occasionally watch each other’s backs. But he likes to think that Arthur lets himself be caught, lets Eames chase him all over the world; a tug-of-war, thunder and lightning game.
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
13 Apr 2013
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Sliding down into a dream was always disorienting, but this time Arthur knew something had gone wrong. He couldn't shake off the knowledge that there was something he'd forgotten, something his own mind didn't want him to remember. Being grounded in reality had always defined Arthur but when denial has run its course, dreams could give him a way out he'd never needed before.
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
5 Apr 2013
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Summary: Originally inspired by this prompt on the kinkmeme:One of the Avengers (Steve, Bruce, Thor IDK) has chemically addictive come, meaning that their (fully consenting please) partner actually needs to suck them off once, maybe twice a day, or he goes into painful withdrawal. They like to use this to spice up their sex life, the one with chemically addictive come making the other earn the right to suck him, making him beg for it, coming on his face but not letting him taste as punishment, etc. However, it ended up being significantly less consensual that the OP seems to have wanted so I posted here instead.
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
2 Apr 2013
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The Drowning Sky by zamwessell (greencarnation)
Les Misérables - All Media Types, Les Misérables - Schönberg/Boublil, Les Misérables (2012)
5 Jan 2013
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Valjean pulls Javert up out of dark waters.
""No," Valjean says, but Javert knows that he has planted the possibility – Valjean shoving aside the bedclothes and rucking up his nightshirt and the grim slap of flesh on flesh and those hard convict's eyes boring into the back of his neck, Valjean's breath on the back of his neck again, and –
The rush of blood southward catches him almost by surprise. He hopes Valjean does not notice the change in his eyes, the startled swallow. He always hopes too much. To see where he stands Valjean need only glance at the bedclothes.
This, Javert thinks, the thoughts leaden in his stomach. This, this, this is what becomes of you without the prop of your law. This is where your thoughts slink – vile and filthy, back to the gutter, this is the slimy rind that's left of you –"
Bookmarked by OhMercyMe
26 Feb 2013
Bookmarker's Notes
This epitomizes the JavertValjean relationship dynamic to me - their voices are fantastic, and their development makes a lot of sense.